If That Were True | s.r|

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"Mommy" Gen says coming into the room with her chocolates. My Mom, Dad, and Jack, just left and I'm sure she's tired.

"Hi Dove" I say lifting her into the bed.

"I love him." She says flopping into the bed.

"You're adorable" I pull her into my lap.

"Look at what he brought me." She says showing me the box of treats.

"I'm so happy for you Dove."

"Do you know Jack's Uncle Spencer. Jack says he's lonely too. You should date him." She says giggling. Girly is full of giggles today.

"I'm okay being lonely and Spencer likes someone. Plus I work with him." I defend.

"Also, I am your mother. Stop trying to set me up with people." I say

"Mommy, Im not scared of the dark anymore." She says. That's why she's been sleeping in here.

"So why don't you sleep in your room dove?"

"Because you're by yourself." She says in a small voice.

"Dovey, I'm okay in here. You can go sleep in your room." I coo

"Can you tuck me in?" She asks softly. I nod getting out of the bed and picking her up. I carry her to her room laying her in the large bed, tucking her in the middle.

"I love you Mommy" she says

"I love you too baby." I press a kiss on her forehead before getting up and walking out of the room. I go back to my room crawling in the bed. I stare at the ceiling trying not to cry.

My baby is all grown up now.

Spencer Reid

I take my papers and put them into my briefcase.

I pull my phone out calling Emily again hoping it's Sera who answers.

"Hey Spencer"

"Hi Em, by chance are you still with Seraphina?" I ask meekly.

"No I'm not, sorry. Why?" She asks softly

"I have no logical explanation as to why I asked." I say

"Aaron come here." She says

"Boy Genius doesn't have an explanation for something." She giggles.

"I like speaking with her, is that good enough?" I ask

"No baby boy, you have to do better than that." She says

"You think she's pretty." She teases

"Don't be a bully. Spencer I'll send you her number."

"Thank you"

"You're welcome " He says

"Spencer likes Seraa" She sings. I can feel the heat rising in my face.

"Emi, My Love"

"Yes"

"Give me the phone. Go lay down I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Spencer you know she's sick right" he says

"What's wrong, should I bring her some soup or something?" I stand up straighter. I don't even know how to make soup.

"No not that type of sick. She has a heart disease, that's why she left so early today. She's okay but she has to be calm and cautious or she could die. She is-" he cuts himself off to take a deep breath.